I arrived at this intimate restaurant located on King St for a Christmas lunch with colleagues.
When I arrived I was greeted by the joyous and flamboyant waiters (one had spectacles like heston blumenthal and a moustache which turned up at the ends) and took a seat at a carefully set up table.
Soon enough our champagne flutes were filled with Italian sparkling wine and our glasses with San Pellegrino sparkling water.
The first entree to arrive was Caprese, Buffalo Mozzarella on a bed of fresh sliced tomatoes, with a little fresh basil and balsamic dressing drizzled around the dish. The thought this in my mouth was way better than how it actually tasted. Apparently the buffalo mozzarella was very fresh and upmarket but the general flavour of the dish was bland.
The diavoletti was a much, much better as an entree. This young drawn curd hung, smoked and wrapped around green olives and a sliced chilli was one of the greatest things to have ever entered my mouth.
Meanwhile our glasses were topped up with more and more imported red wine by the interesting waiters. I asked one particular waiter if there was a bathroom and he said ‘no, you have to go and shit outside.’ I wasn’t interested in shitting, but nevertheless I found his inappropriate sarcasm humorous,
mostly because of the accent. He admitted that he wasn’t from Italy. I can’t tell you what accent it was. I was having a great time and highly tipsy and amused at the SUD waiters non pretentious and friendly demeanour.
I chose the Atlantic NZ salmon-filet for my main, in a bed of braised eggplant, peppers and zucchini. For $36 I’m glad I wasn’t paying as I can prepare better salmon at home on the BBQ. The slice of salmon was approximately $3 at the nearby Vic Market and really wet inside instead of flakey. The bed of vegetables resembled a kind of salsa.
Albeit colourful, this dish was a disappointment and I prefer Tasmanian salmon filet.
The person next to me received a well presented rib eye. Can’t comment on flavours as I didn’t try it, but there were no complaints from her.
And then the Vanilla Bean Panacotta served with rhubarb and strawberry arrived and naturally I forgot all about the salmon.
I also had the pleasure of tasting the tiramisu, but one spoonful of this rich coffee liqueur and cream was plenty for me.
After dessert and numerous glasses of imported Italian red wine, I was presented with a a warm coffee made with Italian liqueur in a martini glass. This coffee topped off a brilliant dining experience at SUD, not paid for by me.
A friend and I had just come back from horse riding in the country and I had planned to take her to Auction Rooms to try some preserved lemon. However due to listening to the growls of our stomach over my requirement for fresh gourmet food, we ended up here.
After skimming through the 400 items on the menu, I ordered the Pumpkin Delight “gourmet pizza”. The pizza cost me $15.50 and I put the word gourmet in quotation marks for a reason.
The pizza had a tomato base with chunky bits of roasted pumpkin and soggy zucchini and asparagus hidden amongst mozzarella. It tasted ok, but I was so hungry I could’ve eaten a horse.
My friend ordered the Chicken Scallopini. I don’t eat chicken so I can’t comment on this myself, but I can say she thought it was very ‘home made’ for the price of $25.90. The menu description for this item states tender chicken breast pan fried topped with mushrooms, bacon, cream white wine sauce & served with potatoes and vegetables’. All I saw was protein and a string bean. Every other component was swimming in a white creamy sauce.
If prices are going to be this high and meals described as ‘gourmet’, I suggest the chefs make the food look presentable.
I didn’t know there was another La Porchetta in North Melbourne until I came here.
It took me three goes to get into this restaurant/bar.
Third time lucky, as I was seated by good looking men in Rhodes and Beckett shirts and trendy jeans.
Re. the meal.
You choose your balls, your sauce, and your bed to sit the balls on.
I chose vegetarian balls (made from cauliflower, coriander and something else), the Italian red sauce and fresh pasta.
The three components didn’t gel as well as I had hoped, mainly due to the lack of sauce. This made the fresh pasta boring and the ‘meat’ balls dry.
I did get to taste the creamy polenta. I will come back with friends and order this next time, if I ever get in to this restaurant.
I have one major problem with this place. The plate bowls the meatballs are served on are awkward. I saw multiple people drop their cutlery on the floor, as it is difficult to balance a knife and fork in such an awkward size and shape bowl. It is irritating to eat out of. Just give me plate for my meatballs.
I recommend this place to trendy corporate people, who are experts at eating out of plate bowls.
The first time I went here with one friend for lunch and ordered the quinoa salad it was fantastic. The second time I came with a group of six for dinner and it was a nightmare. It was too busy and the food was bland. They forgot my sauteed mushrooms on my creamy pasta and after I ate it I started vomiting 1 hour later. Not sure if it was from this place, but wouldn’t go back and eat creamy pasta that’s for sure. Also the staff thought there was dairy in their hummus. Which after a long investigation we found there wasn’t. There is never dairy in hummus. So not impressed with food knowledge or service. Too busy. If you do go get the quinoa salad at lunch time and sit on the balcony; it was fresh healthy.
This is the most horrible place I’ve ever eaten at. The waiters are young and nice but the food is horrible. The garlic bread came out as cooked pizza dough with minced garlic from a jar and the avocado mushroom fettuccine tasted like nothing. Also it looked like a dogs breakfast.
I recommend never coming here.